My Wife is Obviously a Queen but She is too Virtuous

"Huh? A girl confessed to Zhang Zhiqin?"

Lin Yao was very surprised, and immediately covered her mouth and looked at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan looked calm, but his breathing sounded a little thicker.

"Miss Lin, this is Zhang Zhiqin."

Zhang Zhiqin on the other end of the phone couldn't hold back, grabbing Fang Xiaole's mobile phone, and eagerly said to Lin Yao:

"Please tell Sister Mo, I am really innocent, I just accidentally saw it, it was the girl deliberately."

"What do you mean?" Lin Yao blinked, not understanding.

She thought for a while, and suddenly she had a clever idea and turned her phone into hands-free so that Mo Yan could also hear it.

It happened that Zhang Zhiqin was also telling the story:

"There was a girl in our station who was interesting to me somehow. A group of colleagues went to KTV to sing that day, and many of them were drunk. The few of us who hadn't drunk sent them home separately. As a result...

As a result, when I sent the girl home, she insisted on pulling me in and taking off her pants."

"Ah?!" Lin Yao couldn't help exclaiming. Fangfang in the front row made his eyes light up. Mo Yan next to him was still looking out the window, but his ears had turned red.

"I ran away at the time, and when I looked back, I saw the girl chasing after her without lifting her pants. I was almost scared to death.

Zhang Zhiqin's heart has a lingering fear.

"Hehe, scared to death? I'm afraid you are too happy to have time?"

Mo Yan suddenly turned his head, coldly.

"Sister Mo? You are finally willing to talk to me!"

Zhang Zhiqin was taken aback, and quickly explained:

"I really didn't do anything that night, I didn't even look at it."

Mo Yan said indifferently: "You didn't even look at it, so how do you know that the girl chased out without wearing pants?"

"..." Zhang Zhiqin was stunned.

"Fangfang is right. Once a man gets it, he won't cherish it anymore. Goodbye."

Mo Yan said that he was about to reach out and press the hang up button.

"Sister Yan, let someone explain it again."

Lin Yao quickly grabbed Mo Yan.

"Yes, Sister Mo, you listened to my explanation, I didn't expect that girl would suddenly take off her pants? I swear, I just glanced at it and then turned around and ran, really! Just one glance!

Zhang Zhiqin quickly swore.

"How old is that girl?"

Mo Yan asked suddenly.

"Twenty-three."

Zhang Zhiqin replied.

"How tall is it?"

Mo Yan asked again.

"It's about one meter six."

Zhang Zhiqin answered again.

"Fat or thin?"

"Very thin."

"It looks pretty, right?"

"It's okay, oh no, it's not..."

Mo Yan sneered: "You know the age, height and fatness of someone so well, then you should be with her? Why are you still coming to me?"

Zhang Zhiqin almost cried: "Sister Mo, later I asked a colleague in her department, that girl didn't like me at all, but I heard that my uncle was the deputy director, so she wanted to take a shortcut...like me In this way, who would look good except you?"

"Hehe, yeah, only me who is blind will see you." Mo Yan sneered.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I was wrong, I didn't mean that."

Zhang Zhiqin knew that he had said the wrong thing again, and was so scared to apologize again and again.

"Sister Mo, you've ignored me for three days, so you should get rid of your anger? If you meet this woman again next time, I, I will report to her and warn her of sexual harassment!"

Pouch.

Mo Yan couldn't help being amused by these two guys: "Who do you think you are, so many people stick you up?"

"Wow, Sister Mo, you laughed, do you forgive me?"

Zhang Zhiqin quickly asked when Mo Yan smiled.

"It's early. Let's see what you do. Just like that, return the phone to Fang Xiaole."

Mo Yan glared at Fangfang who was snickering in front of him, and his voice returned to coldness.

"Yes Yes."

Zhang Zhiqin quickly handed the phone to Fang Xiaole.

Lin Yao turned off the hands-free, and after another few whispers with Fang Xiaole, they finally said goodnight to each other.

Before ending the call, Lin Yao couldn't help but ask:

"Well, are there many girls in the Apple Station?"

Fang Xiaole replied: "It's quite a lot."

"You, you... have you ever encountered the same thing as Zhang Zhiqin?"

Lin Yao asked, as if afraid that Fang Xiaole would be angry, she quickly said:

"I just ask casually, it's okay, I believe you."

"Don't worry, I have already told everyone else, I have a girlfriend, oh no..."

Fang Xiaole corrected:

"What I mean is that I already have a wife waiting to receive a certificate."

Hearing these words, Lin Yao only felt that her cheeks were hot and her body was crisp, her whole body seemed to be floating in the air, her voice becoming more and more charming:

"Well, me, me too..."

After she hung up the phone with a happy expression on her face, she saw Mo Yan and Fangfang both looking at her depressed.

"what happened?"

Lin Yao asked strangely.

"At night, I can't even sleep."

Fangfang murmured and turned his head and started the car again.

Mo Yan ignored Lin Yao and looked out the window.

Lin Yao didn't know how angry these two people were, blinked, and simply looked down at the phone, flipped through the chat history between herself and Fang Xiaole on WeChat, and smiled softly while watching.

"Lin Yao, don't you think I'm too aggressive?"

After a while, Mo Yan suddenly came over and asked softly.

"Yes." Lin Yao answered honestly: "If it is too aggressive, it will scare people away."

"Then what do you think I should do?" Mo Yan asked.

Lin Yao thought for a while, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she handed her mobile phone to Mo Yan: "Sister Yan, this website is dedicated to teaching people to fall in love, and the people on it are very good."

Mo Yan took a look at the phone and said, "The strongest love king?"

"Well, I will send you the URL."

Lin Yao sent the website of "The Strongest Love King" to Mo Yan.

"Really useful?"

Mo Yan didn't believe it.

"Really, I used to learn how to fall in love here, which is very useful."

Lin Yao vowed to be authentic.

"Okay, I'll see when I have time."

Mo Yan nodded lightly.

The car quickly arrived at Lin Yao's house, Mo Yan and Fangfang watched Lin Yao enter the community, Fangfang drove away, and then sent Mo Yan home.

"Sister Yan, good night."

"Fangfang, how are you doing recently?"

Mo Yan got out of the car and asked suddenly.

"I'm fine." Fangfang was stunned, then smiled.

"There are so many good men. In the future, some people will like you, so relax."

Mo Yan comforted.

Fangfang was silent for a moment, and a round smile appeared on her face: "Don't worry, Sister Yan, I'm fine."

"Well, drive carefully, and send us WeChat when you get home."

"Ok."

Watching Fangfang drive away, Mo Yan walked quickly into the community and took the elevator back home.

Opening the door, before he even had time to take off his shoes, he eagerly took out his mobile phone, entered the website of "The Strongest Love King", and input his own question:

"A woman in her thirties, seven years older than her boyfriend, should she keep him for a long time?"

After a while, three answers appeared on the phone screen.

Seeing the content of these answers, Mo Yan's expression suddenly became very complicated.